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Akatsu’s fingers now strayed from the dip of his navel to the fine trail of hair above his trousers, teasing him with feather-light strokes. Iwai shivered at the sensation of the younger man’s nails dragging gently over his belly; while his touch was barely a whisper, it ignited his skin and brought his senses to startling awareness.
“A simple nibble of what?” he pressed, voice already edged with desire. That mouth upon his ear was hot and moist, his teeth worrying along his lobe and cartilage and clinking upon reaching his earrings.
Akatsu’s grip on him wasn’t firm, but by the nuances of his touch, Iwai could tell that the younger man was pretty determined to carry this through. Perhaps because of that -or maybe he was just tired from work -Iwai thought he wouldn’t struggle against him, at least not too much.
